Hex

Take a lead tablet

Write the curse

Fold it seven times

Pierce it with a nail

Inhale, visualize what’s to come

How your victim will succumb

By a violently dead man’s tomb

You aim your victim’s doom

Berebescu

I curse your mind and lungs

Your liver and words mixed up

Your memory, fucked up

Bazagra

I curse your thoughts and perception

Let that be your last lesson

Unable to think. So be it

Hex

My hex

By a damned tomb

Dig a small hole

Put the fetish in

Run away in the dark

Make sure nobody sees your shadow

Slither fiercely, you’re unbowed

Revenge is all I’m looking for

Charon hear my call

Berebescu

I curse your mind and lungs

Your liver and words mixed up

Your memory, fucked up

Bazagra

I curse your thoughts and perception

Let that be your last lesson

Unable to think. So be it

Hex

My hex